I stopped feeling guilty a while ago about not doing Halloween activities on October 31 (Hence, it’s November 1). It has a lot to do with the numbskulls who run around all drunk and floozy like in awful wasteful costumes in this town. It has more to do with living CREEPY ALL YEAR///staying sick —>

A Memorable Halloween:

Seeing the Cramps and lurking Hollywood Forever.

Regardless, at heart it is a beautiful and magical day, as are the days that follow.